After getting Betty to calm down I offered toshare my apartment with her. I persuaded her that she would be doing mea favor as we could pool our resou...ces. I had barely enough money to paythe rent, let alone buy adequate food. Together we would be able to makefinancial ends meet until we got that lucky break.It was our common struggles and dreams that had brought us together butit was living in close proximity to one another that, for me, had thedesired effect. It wasn't long before we shared. Behind her, Calista moved like a flash of lightning. Her hand clamped on Barocca's wrist, and twisted hard, making her release the laser pistol. "Ow!" exclaimed Barocca. "What the fuck..." Calista now had her laser pistol back in her hand. She gave Barocca a vicious shove that sent her colliding into Jeanne. "These two little traitors came in right after you left, Dee Dee," said Calista. "I'm ashamed to admit it, but they caught me by surprise, and got the drop on me with my own. She began to slide up and down the length of him, her soft silky hair parting for the pulsating head, and then she lurched upwards with a sudden cruel thrust which impaled her agonizingly on his great instrument."Oooooh!" she moaned beneath him. "Fuck me, fuck me!"He felt the warm sheath of her hot cunt slip wetly along his sensitive shaft, and his cock raced to her full depths, battering against her cervix, her lubrication making wet slurping sounds which intensified his lust. His balls. So they fit better." By hand? You can do that?" Grandma again." Can you use a sewing machine?" Yes. I think so."I got up, went to a closet and pulled a portable sewing machine out. And a box containing a variety of things, thread, needles, buttons.Squeal!"You're not the only one who knows how to do things." Okay," she giggled. "I can do this. Now go back to work."And the sound of a sewing machine added to the sounds of our little island of sanity.Eleven o'clock brought the sounds of a.